Sunday (Not Frelling Friday), MHA #7
2 days ago, Stark had watched a friend bleed out and die. He'd felt him die. Yesterday that same friend had been alive until he'd caught on fire and died again. Stark had felt that, too. And there had been other deaths he'd been dimly aware of, all of them wrong somehow. All, he fervently hoped, just as impermanent, since today was apparently Friday for the third time. He'd taken the dog with him yesterday, and she'd vanished in the night when he ended up back in his own apartment. Again.
It was disturbing and it was distressing and it was confusing. Nothing made sense about any of it.
So he was going to do something that did make sense and just let himself into the apartment next door (the occupant of which, sadly, was going to think it was Friday again) because that's why he had a key. For when he needed it.
"Faye? Are you still here?" There was no reason to think she wouldn't be. He was still going to ask. And maybe attempt to keep her inside all day, just in case.
It was disturbing and it was distressing and it was confusing. Nothing made sense about any of it.
So he was going to do something that did make sense and just let himself into the apartment next door (the occupant of which, sadly, was going to think it was Friday again) because that's why he had a key. For when he needed it.
"Faye? Are you still here?" There was no reason to think she wouldn't be. He was still going to ask. And maybe attempt to keep her inside all day, just in case.

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She considered her nails thoughtfully for a moment. "Or we could try to leave?"
Which would have been the preferred option if it had just been Faye. (Not that she could leave, but she didn't know that.)
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"I just...I don't want anything to happen to you," he said, moving a little closer to her on the couch.
Even if it reset he didn't want anything happening. He didn't want to remember it happening.
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Yeah, but Faye, Stark would not like to see them try, was the thing.
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"But," he added, putting his arm around her. "If we stay here, we don't have to test it. I don't know. Could we get to the ship, without anything happening?"
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Because Stark going ahead was obviously out of the question, for reasons beyond the whole piloting factor.
"Or we could just stay here." That idea did seem to have a lot of merit.
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Sure, he'd gone out alone twice now but only once had been on purpose and today he was staying inside and away from any trigger-happy NPCs!
"Here might be better. Here is better." Maybe they'd have to have this conversation again tomorrow but he could handle that. "I was thinking of the clinic though. I could help there, if it was needed. But maybe tomorrow." Which would just be today again and she wouldn't remember.